As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Makoto has not come to school for two days, and the seat in front has been vacant.The thing that bothers me most about this is Tanaka sitting behind Mako.

(Even running away from class has become inconvenient.)

If you lower your head a little, the teacher will catch the gap, and then yell at the podium: "Tanaka! Listen to me, you bastard!" After that, there was laughter from the classmates.

"Sakura - when will Mako come to school!" Tanaka complained while lying on the table during class break.

The boy with pink hair next to him said helplessly: "It's about a week or two."

"Will it take that long?" He raised his head in astonishment, his face full of lovelessness, "She is fine, I heard that she is still not allowed to visit."

"Yeah." Sato said, "But it's not as exaggerated as you think, just rest for a while."

It's the lunch break, and students wearing indoor shoes are walking around the campus. The heat of late summer can't help the restless souls of minors, and it only makes them more unnecessary longing for the beautiful campus life in summer. , Even under the sun where the roof can bask in the dead, it has become a holy place for young people to express their literary and poetic feelings.

The door of the classroom was opened, Tanaka followed the sound, and saw a thin woman standing at the door, looking at her expression, it seemed that she was looking for someone.

"Hey, Sato." With a milk straw in his mouth, he patted his little friend who was lying on the table next to him, "Is this the new trainee teacher?" After he finished speaking, he looked at the other party with interest. look.

She let her long black hair hang on her back, and she was wearing a white long dress with no patterns and no body modification, and a thin knitted sweater outside.

(Isn't it really hot to wear like this?)

Seeing the face again, there is something to say.It is not contradictory to say that the other party is a beauty in the traditional sense, but the expression on his face is not something that seventeen or eighteen-year-olds would like. At first glance, there is a feeling of paleness. It's better to say that he is a malnourished patient.

(The director of literature and art in the class next door is always talking about his ideal type is a woman who is like a willow tree, has a classical temperament and is on the verge of falling. Although I don't quite understand it, I think this person is very suitable.)

(But... who is this, trainee teacher? It doesn't look like it.)

"I'm here." Saito stood up from his seat and walked straight towards the woman. After the woman saw Saito, a smile appeared on her face.

"Sakura, have you had your lunch yet?" When she opened her mouth, it was a greeting from a close acquaintance, "It's a bit hot today. Is it convenient to go to your teacher now?"

"Just finished eating. By the way, wait a minute." Sato walked to Tanaka's side, "Didn't you say you bought me a box of iced milk?"

"Ah? That's right." Tanaka took out the milk from his pocket and handed it to him without knowing why, "Do you know that woman?"

"Yeah." Saito took the opportunity.

"...Who is she to you?" After Tanaka finished speaking, he added a sour sentence: "You boy, you know such a beautiful woman, and you actually came to the school to find you."

"What, you kid, don't think about anything." Sato rapped on his head, "That's my sister."

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It was cool yesterday and the day before yesterday, but for some reason today the sun became hot again. Before going out, I picked and picked, but in the end I didn’t want to expose my skin to the sun, so I simply put on a thin knitted sweater outside.Mr. Rinaki never came back, and Makoto was still in the hospital. His health was fine, but he still needed to recuperate. The school couldn't wait.

After discussing with Saitu, I will come forward as the parent and ask for leave from the school for Zhenko.During the period, I was always pulled by the teacher to ask questions, and the teacher didn't believe me, a sister who came out halfway, so Sato had to keep talking nicely by the side.

In the end, I was taken care of instead.

After finishing this work, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when I returned home, and the sun was shining on the top of my head. It was so hot that my eyes were dazzled. If Sarabbit hadn't given me a box of iced milk, I would have been a little overwhelmed. .

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw several men and women wearing airtight suits waiting under the scorching sun. Some of them couldn't stand the heat, so they simply turned on the air conditioner in the car.It seemed that the sound of my footsteps had alarmed them, and one of the women showed a very eager expression after seeing me.

"Miss Inai." She lowered her eyebrows and wiped the sweat on her forehead with one hand, "You are finally back."

"... May I ask who you are?"

"Excuse me, please allow me to introduce myself - I am a staff member of the Toki Government, and my surname is Ishigami." After she wiped her forehead, she showed me a friendly smile.She is not very old, only in her twenties, with her long hair tied in a high ponytail behind her head, which looks very refreshing in summer.

I looked at her vigilantly: "I have never heard of the government of time you speak of."

"I knew you would say that... It's okay, everyone who comes to our door will ask us that." She had already prepared a countermeasure, and took out a booklet from the inner pocket of her coat, which was a police officer's card. "We have a formal , The official status. If you still have doubts about this, I’ll get straight to the point—we went to Miss Inai because of Imai.”

...is this sword?

I glanced at the people who came with her, and there were about three men and women. Miss Ishigami was very sensitive. After she noticed my vigilance, she said to her colleagues: "Go back first, you don't need so many people."

Seeing them driving away, I said to Ms. Ishigami, "Come in first."

After entering the house, I turned on the air conditioner and got her a cold drink.

"Excuse me," she said, "I won't waste any time, just get to the point. Does Miss Inai know what Imaiken is?"

I honestly shook my head.

"In short, he now belongs to the category of Fusangshen." She said, "I would like to ask—how much do you know about Fusangshen?"

"It refers to artifacts and the like. After being placed for a long time, because of an opportunity, they have self-awareness, and thus the gods and monsters are born?"

She nodded, "That's roughly the case. However, those governed by the Government of Time specifically refer to Fusangshen who is incarnated by swords. For example, today's sword is one of the Fusangshen managed by the Government of Time."

"How did Fusangshen managed by the government get into my hands?" I asked, wrapping my fingers around the webbing on the outer decoration of the sword's scabbard.

"It takes a long time to explain the reason..." She took a sip of her cold drink, and the sparkling water made a hissing sound, "The task of our time government is to fight against the historical revisionists who destroy the stability of time and space. For this reason, we will select 'God judges', let the god judges fight with the Sword Fusangshen."

"However, the final management right of Fusangshen belongs to the government. All the spiritual power needed for the daily operation of the sword is also provided by the government and the shrines stipulated by the government. What the god judge has is only the command."

I asked: "... According to my personal understanding, the government of Shizhi is equivalent to a taxi company, and the sword is the vehicle owned by the company, while the god judge is a taxi driver, which is equivalent to renting a sword from the government. daily work?"

"Your analogy...is quite strange, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it." Ms. Ishigami nodded, "The god judge has no control over the sword, and Fusangshen is owned by the government."

"You came to me because I'm not a regular taxi driver—?"

"So can you stop talking about taxis... After all, it's a government department." She rubbed the center of her brows, "Jianjian is a special case, and Fu Sangshen's mental condition is unstable. For safety reasons, the government temporarily It is sealed and cannot be used by anyone."

Based on the situation, I replied: "...I didn't expect that it would be awakened by me, a passer-by who was not selected by the government."

"...that's what happened."

"May I ask, what are the requirements to become a god judge?"

Hearing my question, Ms. Ishigami's expression was a little stiff.

I quickly said, "It's fine if it's inconvenient."

"No... I can't say it's inconvenient, but it's just a little hard to explain." She said, "From the conclusion-you don't need any conditions to become a god judge. After all, the spiritual power that keeps the sword running is provided by the government and the shrine. Provided, there is no requirement for the qualifications of the god judge. After all, Fu Sangshen is a half-god. If you want them to be used by you willingly, it depends on their own wishes. To put it bluntly, as long as you can make Fusangshen like you , you can become a god judge."

Maybe it was because my confused eyes were too straightforward, Ms. Ishigami coughed lightly, and continued: "...Don't think I said it so easily, but it is actually quite difficult to find a match. For example, many famous knives in history followed The master is also a well-known and important person. It is very difficult to get them to admit you as the new master. Although I said 'anyone can become a god judge', in the end they are all masters selected by Fu Sangshen himself. It's excellent."

Naturally, it is not easy to be fooled by becoming an artifact of Fusangshen over the years. Since it is to be used by human beings, it is quite normal to choose the owner you like.

So why did Jinjian choose me?

I'm not a big shot.

The record of Jinjian in the book is very clear, his master is Minamoto Yoshitsune.Such an ancient famous sword with a former owner who is unparalleled in the world, why choose me?

It seems that only Ms. Ishigami can give me the answer.

"...Why is the sword sealed today?"

"This is the main reason why we came to you today." She said, "The government learned one thing during the practice of Jinjian - Jinjian itself may not have existed."

I was playing with the rope on the scabbard with my hands under the table. After hearing Miss Ishigami's words, my fingers entwined with the rope were stuck in the air. The room was so quiet that only the carbonic acid of the sparkling water exploded. It overlaps with the cicadas that surround the house and is sent to the ears.

Ishigami couldn't stand the atmosphere more than I did. She took a sip of her cold drink and then exaggeratedly coughed several times. I had to take out a few tissues and hand them to her: "Wipe it."

"Ahem... thank you, what did I say just now? Ah, yes, in short, because of this incident, Jinjian was hit hard, and he refused to communicate with others, and he was even unwilling to choose a god judge. That's it. Standing in a stalemate with us... Seeing that there is a risk of falling into obscurity, in order to protect his identity as Fusangshen, he will not be delisted. We have to forcibly seal him up."

She looked at me with bright eyes: "We have already understood the specific situation. Jin Jian offered to make a contract with you, right?"

"Yes."

... That's what I said, but it's a bit too difficult for me to become a god judge.I also don't want to be pushed out of the shelves and do things that I can't do at all.

Seeing my wavering, Ms. Ishigami said: "I'm here to convey the meaning of the government. You don't need to be a god judge, and you don't need to be responsible for any work. We just hope that Ms. Inai will be by Imai's side, Until his spirit is fully recovered."

"...just stay with him." Miss Ishigami folded her hands on her knees, closed her eyes and bowed to me sincerely, "Please."

Miss Yuko said that he and I were "duckweeds without roots".

So it turns out that Jinjian is a sword that does not exist in history, and I seem to be a person who does not exist in this world—there is nothing more alike than us.

"I see, Miss Ishigami." In less than half a minute, I made my own decision.

Since entering the door, Ms. Ishigami has been suppressing her lively nature and trying her best to maintain a rigid image of a civil servant. After hearing my final decision, she seemed relieved and softened.

"That's great, that's great... I'm still thinking about what to do if Ms. Inai doesn't agree. Well, since you agreed, there are a few things we want to explain. Regarding the seal of Imai, we will undo it for him. Part of it. But...he seems to be inseparable from Ms. Inai, so I will trouble you to make a trip." Ishigami took out the note from his bag, tore off the part he had written and handed it to me, and I took it. Above is her contact information.

"The destination is Yayuan. I will email you the specific address later. Don't worry, we will reimburse the travel expenses and accommodation expenses."

After that, Ms. Ishigami told me some precautions, including the maintenance of the sword, where to go to replenish spiritual energy and other daily problems.

In order to thank her, I took another popsicle from the refrigerator and gave it to her. She said "Oh, this is work, you are too polite", and finally couldn't stand the scorching heat, and ate the ice lollies Come.

As soon as Ms. Ishigami left, my mobile phone on the table rang.

It's Dazai.

When I picked up the phone, Dazai's undulating voice reached my ears.

"Yi-jun-do you have time to come to the detective agency now?"

Mr. Dazai suddenly called me in a new way, and I was still a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

"—a guest wants to see you."

The author has something to say:

In short, this Touken Ranbu has been completely changed by me.

God judge or something, can't do it, can't do it.

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感谢在2020-08-0621:51:44~2020-08-0722:48:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I really want to eat fried chicken 2 pieces; the sadness is so hot, stop playing games, 1 piece of Silver Meow, Ye Xunyue, and Beat the Enemy Guest;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of scorching sun; 5 bottles of agaric;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!